There is a problem with the heart.  Everything else is perfect.  A masterpiece.  But, the heart is rotten.  Defiling all my hard work.  I’ll have to start again,  I sigh outwardly as I wheel the specimen into the freezer.  Taking a pen I label the tag on its toe, #143.

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